My Avatar Is Becoming The Ultimate Boss Chapter 884

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“Goo-goo, ga-ga!” The sound, resembling that of an unidentified penguin, echoed.

Ji Minghuan didn’t think much of it. He put on his shoes and went out the door.

After a while, he was swinging with the restraint belt, like a bird in flight, flapping its wings above Li Jing. The belt, like wings painted with ink, fluttered with his silhouette as he moved toward the city center.

Flying in the sky like this, it didn’t take long for him to spot Swallowing Silver’s figure.

At this moment, this Mutant wearing a silver-white uniform was speeding through the air, metal vents on his legs and back spewing flames. The frenetic airflow propelled him forward like a charging buffalo.

Ji Minghuan silently raised his right hand, and from his palm extended a snake-like restraint belt that, from a kilometer away, firmly bound the fugitive superpower criminal.

Seeing this scene, Swallowing Silver turned his head in shock.

Then, a figure draped in a black coat could be seen hanging upside down underneath a high-altitude work platform, holding a latest issue of “Shonen Jump.”

“Uncle Swallowing Silver, don’t work so hard. At your age, it’s time to retire,” Ji Minghuan said.

“You kid…”

Swallowing Silver looked at him with helplessness and disdain, hesitating to speak.

Ji Minghuan tilted his head and continued, “Feel free to drop by my place sometime. Ever since my brother stopped being a Mutant, he’s been so bored—he’s either cooking or playing with the kids every day.”

“Don’t trouble your brother. Taking care of kids is harder than being a Mutant,” Swallowing Silver said, crossing his arms and speaking coldly.

“That’s true,” Ji Minghuan said. “Bye, I’m off to dinner.”

After saying that, he waved at Swallowing Silver while hanging upside down, then traced a rift beneath him with his fingers, released the restraint belt, and plunged into it.

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That night, Ji Minghuan and Ayase Origami snuck out to play.

They first had a crab feast at the best seafood restaurant in Tokyo, then Ji Minghuan held her hand and took her to see the dolphins at the aquarium once more.

The difference this time was they took a picture with the dolphins—a photo where the kimono-clad girl was no longer looking around in vain for his silhouette. The two stood shoulder to shoulder, smiling faintly at the camera.

Afterward, they also visited the Tokyo Skytree, which was bright with orange lights at night.

The two sat atop the Tokyo Skytree, gazing down at the brightly lit city, the black skyscrapers towering tall, with the traffic flowing like lights.

“Actually.” Suddenly, someone spoke.

“What?” Ayase Origami asked, turning her head.

“Actually… I think you don’t really know me,” Ji Minghuan said softly. “I’m not Xia Pingzhou. I’m not as calm and rational as him, or as decisive. I’m awkward and indecisive, practically a completely different person from Xia Pingzhou.”

He shrugged, “I’m just good at pretending because my experiences growing up taught me that if I didn’t, I’d be bullied.”

The kimono-clad girl was silent for a moment.

“That’s okay,” she said softly, shaking her head.

It started snowing.

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, landing on the brightly lit tower. Ji Minghuan reached out to touch one that fell on her nose.

He lowered his eyes and said softly, “I don’t actually know if you really like me.”

Ayase Origami remained silent.

“Besides, no matter what, we’re still kids now; it’s too early for us to date. Even though you’re two years older than me, you’re still a kid too. Kids should do what kids should do, and we’ll happily play for now,” Ji Minghuan paused.

The kimono-clad girl’s dark eyes lowered, revealing an undeniable disappointment.

“That way… later, you’ll have plenty of time to get to know the real me,” Ji Minghuan continued.

“And then…”

Ayase Origami asked, lowering her head and speaking softly.

“And then, eight years from now, on the day we planned to travel the world with everyone, if by then,” Ji Minghuan suddenly paused, blushing as he spoke, “if by then you know me well and still like me, then let’s get married.”

Ayase Origami suddenly froze.

After a while, she slowly raised her head and looked at his completely flushed face.

Ji Minghuan turned his cheek away to avoid her gaze and said softly, “Imagine, we could travel the world and have a wedding on our world tour… Of course, assuming we’re still together then.”

The kimono-clad girl was silent for a short while and nodded.

“Okay,” she said softly, “I promise you.”

“Could your reaction be any calmer?” Ji Minghuan sighed. “As expected of our robot girl.”

At this moment, Ayase Origami suddenly leaned over and gently kissed his cheek.

“I like you,” she said softly, then lifted her head, blushing as she looked into his eyes.

Ji Minghuan was momentarily stunned, and soon his cheeks visibly flushed as he mumbled, “So cheesy, so cheesy, could it get any cheesier?”

But then he quickly leaned over and gently kissed her pale cheek.

Ayase Origami was taken aback, and her ears turned even redder.

Snowflakes drifted past their cheeks, and then a black void suddenly formed above the Tokyo Skytree, swallowing up the unexpected snowfall.

“Let’s hurry up and go, hurry up… if it gets any cheesier, the dark elementary schooler will destroy the world,” Ji Minghuan muttered, blushing as he grabbed her hand.

He held Ayase Origami’s cool right hand and walked briskly along the metal railing.

The boy and girl, one after the other, crossed through the snow and dazzling lights, innocent and pure like they were walking on a zebra crossing as children, leaving the kaleidoscopic world behind.

Then, they jumped up slightly, disappearing without a trace into the void above the city.

The snow kept falling, and the city’s lights remained brightly lit.